Goodbye...

The world has said farewell to another great.

I can’t quite put my finger on it, but there was something back in the sixties, a certain fever that spread throughout the world that’s gone and died on this generation. Of course, coming from a member of this generation I might sound insane or stuck up about any of it, but to a person from the other generation, I might sound a tad bit ahead of my own.
People like the Beatles, Bob Marley and Elvis were born, fighting to make it in the world. Would they have ever known that their Musical contribution to the world would linger on for generations to come? And now, Michael Jackson joins them, living on as a legend while the rest of us patiently wait until our time has come.

When Michael first hit the scene, at the age of five or six, there was no doubt in any persons mind that the tiny, high pitched voice of a boy would be much bigger than he started out. Growing up in front of the camera could not have been easy, plus the fact that he had his own weird preferences and tastes. Never the less, he continued to preach unity, and love and happiness through many of his greatest compositions. Then there was the occasional song about a reality in life, an issue that needed to be discussed.

In between his marriages, and freakish race change Michael never stopped delivering the world what he promised: the best. In every aspect Michael was, and still is, the best. Every single dance move my generation has come up with begun with that man. Hip thrusting, shoulder shaking and head bobbing group synchrony was born with the King of Pop; sadly he has had to leave it all behind.

The world has said farewell to another great. Another exceptionally gifted human being whose talent literally was the only thing that could kill him and it did. Michael died trying to get back in shape so that he could give the world one last performance; he died with the only thought in his mind to please humanity; this legend died doing the one thing he was clearly out on Earth to do: entertain.

To all fellow mourners out there, no amount of tears will ever bring him back. To wish that he were alive, and someone else taken in his place instead, would be selfish on the basis that Michael Jackson is now with Allah, he can now rest and live the rest of his spiritual life away from the camera. He deserves it; he has done his time here on Earth and gracefully bowed out.

Michael, we love you and know that you’ll continue to rock our worlds even from above. I just want to say thank you: thank you for giving us your Music, and your passion for expression. Thank you for refusing to give up, even though no one else could have understood the pain you must have undergone just trying to get back in shape to make us happy one more time. Thank you for touching our hearts and souls the only way you knew you could. Thank you, Michael, for being a living example of Musical Excellence.

Michael, may you finally rest in eternal peace. God bless your musical soul.